The more traveling I do, the more wise I become (gerbie) wrote,
The more traveling I do, the more wise I become

  • Music:

Life can be beautiful

Yesterday I cycled to work again. I realised how nice it can be on the way home. Okay, it takes me an extra half an hour, so a whole hour on a day, but it certainly is worth it. Not only is it good to get some exercise, the road is nice as well.

I live in a small town, the place I work is a little city. In between there is 16 kilometres of rural area. So there I am, late afternoon, no coat, as it is a lovely spring day, hardly any cars, as they all tend to stick to the bigger roads. The smell of being outside is around me, sometimes a bit too much smell to my liking, some farmers spray shit on the fields, but healthy nevertheless. On my walkman a tape from 1991, the best of the top 100 alternative hits, so Pixies, Nirvana, This Mortal Coil and de Raggende manne in my ears. I sing along some songs. The sun is gradually changing colour in the distance, on its way to warm people on different continents. A man in a suit like Hannibal Lecter, including matching hat, is gardening on a dust track, which I assume must lead to his house, though it is not visible.

Though I´d pick culture over nature every time, I enjoy this 50 minutes of being outdoors. It is a good way to close the day.
  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
  • 1 comment